Darkness.

Dark and weary inside my soul.

I search for answers and it fills me with doubt.

This darkness never departs, is it real?

Maybe I’ve made up this darkness as a way to give my life meaning.

Searching for the light.

Searching for the King.

Searching for life.

Searching for love.

Searching for freedom.

Freedom.

Freedom is the real myth, not darkness.

Darkness I can feel.

Darkness I can see.

Darkness blinds me.

Darkness I’ve become.

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